Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 137

Sinful Angel Chapter 137

Early in the morning in the weekend atmosphere this time, the couple Radhika and Prita had departed from their residence to Kota Kembang.

Both are not playing. Rejoicing with foul intentions that became the reason for their departure this time. Radhika drives off her sedan car with ambition blazing in the chest.

“You stop by first buy food or drinks for nemenin during the trip?” bargaining Radhika on Prita who sat in the seat next to her, Prita was scavenging lips with a red-light lipstick facing the small mirror of the powder.

“Not working, Mas. Don't waste time, just fast gas just let it quickly arrive,” said Prita enthusiast. I can't wait to get to the city.

They finally reached the intended place, the residence of Bhishma after traveling for approximately four hours. Parked his car outside the fence, rammed the bell several times. Bending your head to pay attention to the conditions around the house that looks quiet.

Their smiles expanded when they saw Mang Eko flocking towards the gate. Mang Eko welcomed the friendly, but then his hospitality evaporated in an instant when he recognized who the guested figure was, urung unlocked the fence for the two traitors who once knocked his master down.

“Sorry, what is the need to come here?” asked Mang Eko directly with a flat face. Mang Eko still put a fury on these two shameless creatures.

“We are here to see Bisma, please convey, Radhika wants to meet,” said Rahdika without hesitation.

“You want to meet Den Bisma? What business is it?” Mang Eko's tone looked suspiciously, not covered up.

“Yes it's up to us, Mang. It's not Mang Eko's business. Surely our arrival here is going to meet my ex-husband. It is not possible to visit the ****** which is now the hostess of this house. Not level!” prita's sneers pejoratively, feeling above the wind, unconscious himself more******* than the woman he despised.

Mang Eko shook his head inexhaustibly with the arrogance of Prita who is becoming more and more now. Even dare to insult his mistress blatantly.

“This house is not receiving guests, please return home,” replied Mang Eko, still using polite sentences even though the look of his face remains as flat as the laundry board.

“Sembarkan messing around, just so babu aja belagu!” Prita exclaimed furiously, not expecting the response of Mang Eko who was now acting presumptuous to him. “We came all the way from out of town to visit, time is not welcome to enter. Where's your manners? Anyway, I was once your master!”

“But that was, Ma'am Prita. Now my employers are Den Bisma and Neng Tya. You are not my employer anymore,” obviously Mang Eko will not allow himself to be bullied.

“Heh, old bangka. Quickly open the fence! We are guests, where is the worker attidude in this house to the guests of his employer? Really minus!” maki Radhika who also raised the tone of voice.

“Sorry, my employer is not at home. Therefore, I can not arbitrarily open the fence for guests who come. After all, the attitude of the two of you does not reflect at all like the person who wants to visit, but more like a troublemaker,” said Mang Eko circus.

If you finally have to duel with this uninvited benalu Mang Eko is ready. Will not let these two people enter the residence of his master, ready one on one with Radhika even though his waist was severely hit by gout.

“Do not brag! The bisma must be in the middle of addressing the ****** that right? Quickly open! I'll believe your words after checking it out for myself!” furious Prita fiery.

“I will never open this turnstile when my employer is not home. It is up to both of you to believe it or not with my testimony. What is clear, this host and hostess are away, Den Bisma and his wife are again on holiday.”

“I cannot divulge important information. Now this is more and more criminals, so I have to be vigilant for the security of my employer's privacy.”

“Heh, mouth. Already almost the smell of soil even more clever berkilah!” pissed Prita inflamed. “Where do they go on holiday!” Prita is increasingly angry to hear Bisma and Tya on vacation.

Mang Eko is increasingly inexhaustible with his former mistress who now looks pregnant. The war is becoming more and more so, instead of changing for the better, ambitious uncontrolled getting worse and still happy to demean people.

“Sorry, I can't answer that question. You guys better go home. My advice is not to make a fuss for longer before Mr. RT comes here. You may be paraded to the RW office by local residents because it interferes with the peace of this settlement. I still have a lot of work, excuse me.”

Mang Eko melengos entered the house again. Not paying attention to Prita's angry screams cursing outside the fence.

Not long after, Radhika and Prita finally gave up and gas tanked away. Mang Eko who peered through the curtain gap recited the istighfar repeatedly.

“What a pity his son has a mother like dedemit. Luckily Den Bisma did not have a daughter from the girl so-the incident. Amit-amit jabang baby Gusti,” muttered Mang Eko while shivering in horror.

Although with frustration and gerrymandering crashing, both are not broken charcoal. The car does not take a return route home, but rather towards the central VN boutique.

“It seems today we can still meet Mother even though it failed to meet Bhishma. Better speed up, Mas. Mommy usually eats lunch outside and it's about eleven in the afternoon, I don't want to waste any more time. Let the paradise of the****** belagu soon become hell and our mission to boycott Agra Prime to only sell the raw materials to us quickly realized,” said Prita fiery.

“You sure you can provoke your former in-laws alone?” tanya Radhika while increasing the speed of her car.

“Very sure, Mas!” said Prita pongah, very confident. “The mother is a descendant of a distinguished and distinguished family. Surely it will be very angry if you know you have a former ghost ****,” he continued followed by a greedy laugh.

“OK. I'll drop you off at the central VN boutique. I'm going somewhere to find information. Because there is still something that feels awkward to me regarding the marriage of Bhishma. Know-know already hooked wife without spreading news of her wedding party.”

“Where are you going?” sambar Prita fast. Both her eyes sparkled in curiosity as well as joy because her husband seemed to have gotten an additional idea to smooth out their evil brains.

“I will look for information related to the validation of Bhishma's marriage with his wife named Tya. Whether they are officially married and registered or not. If we find a slight defect gap, can make additional ammunition.”

Seriate.

Dusk note:

Sorry, yesterday I suddenly went out of town, there was a sick family, so there was no update. Thank you to those of you who are still faithful waiting for the story of Bisma and Tya. Dear you guys a lot 🥰.

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